I'm afraid that... For an unimportant sake of being in a temporary euphoric state of mind, I have become some certain type of person I despised. With a weird way of thinking that I had never had. With a pushy attitude that isn't even close to nice. With a much-too-forward thoughts that made all today's facts left abandoned by my own sane mind.
I'm afraid that I am becoming a person that I hated, once again. I'm afraid that I have come into the time to realize that maybe... Maybe, I actually am that kind of person.
'You are always nice, sweet, and lovely as long as things go as how you planned them to be. Otherwise, you're just pushing everything hard to be so, and it's hilariously killing me.'
'You whined a lot about how she acted so selfish by pushing you and your relationship to go her way with a tiny consideration of how you wanted it to actually turn out. But now, by threatening her to adjust the sail into your way of handling a relationship or else you guys are just going to go your separate ways, doesn't that make you just-as-selfish?'
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